A priest communes with his god in prayer.
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| Jesus I pray, help me. I am having dirty thoughts! | |
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| That is not unusual, particularly among priests. | |
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| But Jesus these thoughts disturb even me! | |
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| What could possibly be so vile? | |
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| Hi Father I baked you a cake. | |
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| I wish she was an altar boy so I could be normal | |
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